Frigga always carries a bouquet of common flowers from her garden with her, and tosses the flowers, one by one, over the edge of the bridge, and stays to watch them drift; watch them fall over the brink where Asgard ends…
Inspired by A few ghosts of timorous heart (x) by dance_at_bougival
“Thor” concept art by Vance Kovacs
ϟ “You have no idea what you’re dealing with.”
What would you choose?
We were raised together, we played together, we fought together. Do you remember none of that?